This news spread quickly in the Sacred City. His Lord heard about it.
In the hall, Long Yao knelt down on the cold marble floor with one knee. His stoic face had already been drained of blood as beads of cold sweat trickled down his forehead, slipping down his cheek.
In the hall, Jun Gu and the other two men stood on either side of the hall. The people who called them up today were sitting high and upright.
"I heard that while the selection is still going on, I have already lost five of the Top Ten Experts? Long Yao, you really surprised me." The sound of indescribable emotions rang in the hall. It's not loud, but it fell into the ears of other people in the hall. It felt like a heavy hammer, and his heart was tingling.
"I did not do well, please ... please ... ... punish me My Lord ..." Long Yao who was currently kneeling had lost his former arrogance. He was trembling and his eyes only dared to stare at the ground before him.
